Huge Fan That The Day Of The Booth 30 Incident Was Actually Gold's Birthday. 13th Birthday To Be Exact

when i first read this post i thought "obsidian slab boy" was just some sort of title for the boy and not an instruction to translate the slab in question

007n7 the Exploiter and His Son c00lkidd

alts below ^_^

My take on c00lkidd being a survivor heheheh

Please revise the stats if u want I'm not that good at making stats since I'm like really REALLY new to forsaken :3

something something King and Purple freshing up King's house; scouring the last blemishes in a smooth, respective, natural flow in mutual and appreciative silence until everything stops when Purple is about to wipe down the chalk wall......................thewallthatheldthemostpainfulbutlastlingershehasofthem woah who said that

ALKSJLDGJLSKGSDG

HOW DID YOU GET THE NOTES FOR "DAY 3" OF "IN THE WEEK THAT FOLLOWS" /hj

something something indeed Anon

owls + apples 🍎

green won this duel 💪

What We Started

This is the series I've been obsessing over for the past 2 months. (1/?)

Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hope, with my parents working tirelessly to provide us with a life of dignity and opportunity. My father was our steadfast provider, and my mother was the heart of our home. I have two brothers and three sisters, the youngest of whom is just six months old. She is frail and often sick due to the lack of proper food and medicine. My siblings and I have shared dreams of education, careers and a bright future. But life in Gaza is marked by hardship, and when the war began, everything we had built was shattered. My older brother, a kind and a courageous soul, was martyred while trying to secure basic necessities for our survival, my younger sister was gravely injured, and the cost of her treatment weighs more than the universe to us, now the responsibility for my family has fallen on my shoulders.

Chuffed

Help Lama in the North

Hello, my name is Lama, and I am from Gaza City, specifically in the northern Gaza Strip. I grew up in a loving family of resilience and hop

Our home, once filled with warmth, laughter and memories, has been reduced to rubble. We have been displaced more than thirty times from place to a place with nothing but the clothes on our backs. Each time we returned, we found more destruction, we always clung to the hope of rebuilding, but in the last attack, our home was completely destroyed, we are now homeless, living in unsafe conditions with no shelter to protect us from the cold nights. The loss of our home is not just the loss of a building, it’s the loss of safety, stability, and the place where our dreams were nurtured.

With my father unemployed since the beginning of the war, we have no income to provide even the most basic necessities. Water, food, medicine, warm clothes and blankets-things that many take for granted-are beyond our reach. Every day is a battle for survival, and every night is a reminder of the dangers and struggles we face. I am determined to care for family and give my younger brothers and sisters a chance to grow up with hope. But I cannot do it alone.

I am reaching out to you with a plea for compassion and action. Your support can help us rebuild our lives, restore hope, and secure a future where my family can live in peace and safety. Every donation, no matter how small brings us closer to survival and dignity. Please for the sake of god and humanity, help us in this time of desperate need.